So when I was 13, I was walking along with this girl I liked on the last day of school before I had to move away. We were walking in a safe town with little to no crime and just happened to be passing city hall. The girl I was with and I had just won a talent show where I was the moving target and she tried to attack me with a kendo sword. The act was a hit but we were still in out costumes for the event, she carrying her bamboo sword. As we passed the grass in front of the building, a man who was clearly a bum came up to us and asked for extra change. We said we didn't have any and kept going only to be stopped again by him, asking for the sword this time as he held out a sliding razor. Shocked, my friend didn't answer. When she didn't, the guy lunged at her to stab her. Faster than I had ever moved before, I moved in front of the attacker and was late to do a what was supposed to be a downward block with my left. I then slammed the guy in the face with a right cross and heard a crack, which I assumed to be his nose. He fell over backward screaming as my friend I ran for her house. When we got there, she pointed out the red blot on the side of my shirt. My block had prevented the blade from going deep into my side but didn't manage to prevent the nice cut in return.

just maybe pulling her out of harms way and yelling (Fire or just yelling insanely), as opposed to entering a sharp stabbing dude leaving her to her own, probably stunned freeze (I am a fan of the concept that it's not fight or flight but fight or freeze.

However the case, no nice folk were gored...

Did you call the police and others nearby so this mug did time?, good public service

Just a few thoughts.

Karl. Peace.

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Yeah, my friend smacked me for being so stupid as to jump in front of an attacker for her but she has been grateful ever since. We never found out what happened to the guy, we just assumed that he was taken in because the city hall where this happened is also the police station. Just goes to show everyone that being prepared in some manner can do wonders if you are willing to use it, even if it isn't much.

So when I was 13, I was walking along with this girl I liked on the last day of school before I had to move away. We were walking in a safe town with little to no crime and just happened to be passing city hall. The girl I was with and I had just won a talent show where I was the moving target and she tried to attack me with a kendo sword. The act was a hit but we were still in out costumes for the event, she carrying her bamboo sword. As we passed the grass in front of the building, a man who was clearly a bum came up to us and asked for extra change. We said we didn't have any and kept going only to be stopped again by him, asking for the sword this time as he held out a sliding razor. Shocked, my friend didn't answer. When she didn't, the guy lunged at her to stab her. Faster than I had ever moved before, I moved in front of the attacker and was late to do a what was supposed to be a downward block with my left. I then slammed the guy in the face with a right cross and heard a crack, which I assumed to be his nose. He fell over backward screaming as my friend I ran for her house. When we got there, she pointed out the red blot on the side of my shirt. My block had prevented the blade from going deep into my side but didn't manage to prevent the nice cut in return.

And that is the importance of blocking and muscle memory

I liked this. It clearly shows that although you defended, you didnít come away unscathed.

I have read so many martial art or fighting stories where the author never suffered any injuries, per how they beat ______(insert here)

It is the close encounters that we received minor lost or injuries of how we learn for future